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Next...
With a steady hand I broke the band to be more than the memory could show
The future always a past realization, the present seems more able to grow
Beyond & above the times I cherish, & moments I'll always love
Seconds make up what's left for remains of figures & fortune long past
Dreams bursting seams give way to actions that'll never really last
Out of tomorrow, I found next to nothing, something worth holding dear
An idea still staggered, it slowly slips through assurance & fear
Holding close the ghost that can't be seen by most, reasoning to an extreme keeps grip beyond understanding
Eyes lock in key worry of why such a thing could be so demanding
After the before, yet wrong in what's right
Set the unsteady to be lightly heavy as we stay up asleep at night
In the void of time we take rest
May the waking aching sense of forsaking remain to those in vain, more than a mental test
---Thanks for reading---
---Always---
(I'll be moving to Austin, Tx soon =^-^=